“Painting is the silence of thought and the music of sight.” ― Orhan Pamuk, My Name is Red On the 24th of October Niemodlin Castle firstly opened its mysterious doors for talented people, organizing the art open air event. The main idea was to share historical knowledge about Niemodlin and surrounding attractions, […]

T he first breath of life has appeared among the walls of an empty and mysterious castle. Birds of stunning beauty — Peacocks, had settled here and became the first residents, creating another interesting page of this place.

Nothing lives forever, history moves in a groove. As a time machine hasn’t been invented yet, here in Niemodlin castle we are keen to find and share the ways to feel the subtle touch of history for the short second and to feel the spirit of the ancient times

Her tragic tale traces back to the times when Niemodlin Castle was under the reign of still unknown rulers. It was many years ago, before Fryderyk von Praschma put great deal of time and care to the residence, church, education and glorified The Castle.